She was Sam’s sole link to the contents of the coffee urn and despite his initial aversion Sam's interest was piqued.The filthy, yellowed menu with ...970’s prices should have been Sam’s first clue. His eggs were limp, half cooked pools of salty slime, his toast seemed to have endured the ravages of a great flood, and not of butter. But the coffee was hot and strong, which was a blessing as the home fried potatoes tasted like and had the consistency of saw dust. Still, perhaps the most disturbing. .are you all some of those transistor-sexual-als orsomething?" The bodies kept right on marching along.After several more minutes of travel, the group finally came to a stop.Dane's body stopped and held it's hand up as if to signal the others todo the same. With absolutely no input what-so-ever from the men, theother bodies complied and gathered in a knot behind the blond youngman.Dane could only look around helplessly as his body began to quietlycreep up toward the edge of the wall they were. She laughed and brushed her hand up to the front of her dress to cover her bare breast."Silly," she said. "I said, 'Help me zip this, please, ' not 'Help me unzip this, please.' Surely you've seen a woman's tits before?"She caught me stuttering a lame response.The rest of the evening went great. Fortunately or unfortunately, there wasn't any alcohol at the Prom or at least not any that we saw. If I had a couple of drinks under my belt, my hands surely would have been all over my sexy-looking. He rubbed my chest and belly, then asked if I touched someone else's dick. I said no, mom told me it wasn't nice to do that. Tim took my hand and placed it on his crotch and said mom's aren't always right. I moved my fingers around and felt his semi hard dick. He said go ahead, put your fingers around it. Nervously I took Tim's dick and held it. Just like that, Tim said. Now move your hand up and down like this. He took my dick into his hand and moved up and down slowly. I copied his movement.